Well, my first FAC chemo is history! When I heard that my first FAC chemo was on January 26th, I somewhat laughed inside at the irony and also just how God works in mysterious ways!
On January 26, 1998, my daddy was killed in a car accident. I was 10 1/2 years old, and of course was one of the worse days of my life. I am a daddy's girl and I miss him every day. When I think of what I missed most about him, it always comes back to his hugs and sitting in his lap...such little things that mean so much.
God brought us through that tragedy that happened on that day and He will bring us through this current hardship. I couldn't write on the blog about what happened on this January 26th, without at least mentioning was happened on January 26th, 14 years ago. Here are some pics with the best daddy in the entire world!!!!
My doctor's appointment went well and we got to ask Dr. Morrow lots of questions that had been on our mind since our last visit with the interim doctor. The main question that she answered for us had to do with the status of my lymph nodes. She said that it is good when they remain stable, but we do still want them to shrink. If they don't shrink and the matter in the lymph nodes look like a fatty substance, that is good too. According to my past ultrasounds, the things that look different about my lymph nodes compared to regular, non-cancerous lymph nodes are that my lymph nodes are both enlarged and filled with cancer cells and not fatty tissue. So, we need to be praying that the lymph nodes both shrink and/or fill back with regular, fatty tissue instead of cancer cells. So, those are some specifics to be praying for. Especially, since I have an ultrasound and mammogram this Tuesday!
I literally have the best doctor in the world. Thank you to all who prayed for the doctor God would hand-pick for me...she is amazing.
The administering of this FAC chemo was much like Taxol, except for the extra hour and that one chemo would get done, and then they would administer another. The first chemo they gave me was the "F" and my nurse had me eat ice chips while this one was being administered, because it is likely to cause mouth sores. Then came the A chemo, which is nicknamed "the red devil" because it is actually red, and then the C. When chemo was done, I felt a little dizzy and woozy, kind of like you would after a surgery. So, that was weird, but I was just so thankful I wasn't nauseous. I was put on so many pre-meds before chemo was administered, and I am taking my anti-nausea medicine every 8 hours on the dot!
We videoed some of our experiences on Thursday that we thought we would share with you. So many of you have literally walked this journey with us and we want you to feel as involved as possible over our blog. So, I have posted some videos below. If you have a weak stomach, you may not want to watch as one or two of them has my port being accessed.
I am so thankful I am not throwing up and feeling terrible, but I definitely feel much differently on this chemo. Please pray that I get to feeling like my normal self very, very soon! In the meantime, we are enjoying staying at the Stanfill's house once again. Last week, the Knotts opened up their condo to us and that was amazing as well. We are so blessed.
Thank you for all the prayers...we will update again this week after my appointments on Tuesday. Love you all!